Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1887-08-10
Miss GINETEA GRAY
Baltimore, Nd.

As he stood there staring at it, jim.
ME came down stairs, and then Nal
come did feel queer.
She wore a travelling dress, which
mad no kinship whatever with the pur-
pie calico. II was stylish suit of
olive green eamel's hair. beautifully
embroidered in silk OF a lighter shade,
and fitting her graceful form to perfec-
tion- A picturesque hat, heavily laden
with plumes, dropped over her face;
her feet were shod in dainty French
boots, and she was just In the act of
drawing on pair OF long, chamois
gloves
Somehow, all at once, Richie COM
pretended that she was more at home
In this elegant costume than in the
odious calico dresses she had been
wearing.
Good morning." she said, with a
slight flush on her cheeks; and then.
after a moments hesitation, she added:
81 have something to say TO you, MI.
RItchie-"
Malcolm followed her into the sitting
room, and closed the door.
II have come to confess" she said
trying TO smile away her embarrass-
msut Mr.. Ritchie, IL have de-
GElNcu Won II WA% pCctuSt OL-OI
what you said TO Mr.. wynne that even
ing. This Is not my home at all, live
IN Baltimore.
lie leaned against the mantle with a
sense OF complete Decentralization.
MRS. Goodrich is not my aunt" she
went on, rapidly, ''she was my nurse,
when was child, and have always
called her Aunt Nina. / am quite
fond of her, and / often come here
when 1 am tired of society and city
life. / only arrived here the day before
| you did, and, as my trunk was delayed
had to borrow some OF Aunt Nina 5
| dresses. Then, after l heard all 20
said, l made up my mind to"
II have been a fool, Malcolm cried
and there was something In his face
| that forbade her to triumph over him.
But nothing could be more complete
/ than your revenge. You have taught
me TO love you. L can never lie happy
without you, and TO think that l should
have thrown away every chance | hi'
/ In the worldp'
His face was as pale rs death, Ia.
voice qulvered in passionate despair.
| She had not dreamed that he reall,
| loved her.
"Mr. Ritchiel' she cried. in astonish
ment. Il"
"Good-byer' lie said, abruptly, hold
ing out TO her hand that shook like I
leaf. You are not at all to blame
1t was my own folly. Forgive me
Miss Gray. l was a concelted cox
comb, and 1t serves me right.
Unable to control himself, Malcolm
turned quickly, and started for th'
door. But he paused ere he had reached
it, as though his strength, both OF mlnc
and body. had failed him utterly.
Covering his face with his hands, II:
cried in a hoarse and broken voice:
Forgive mel"
Then her serenity vanished all IN al
Instant. 4 beautiful blush overspreaC
her face, as she held out her hand will
most angelic smile $50 Malcolm
thought).
Don't goI" she whispered, softly
81 will forgive you"
Ritchie could not believe his owl
ears. 1t seemed to him that he hear
only the echo OF his own wish.
You do not-you cannot mean
he stammered.
Yes, do, +" she answered, demurely
Don't make ME say il over again. 1t
so embarrassing.
Then Malcolm caught her In hi
arms.
This is almost too much," he cried
passionately. ''Oh. my love. my Lowell
Malcolm married Miss Gray just
year after that, and Bob Wynne wa
sbest man.